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MOTHER'S DAYS...or... MOTHER'S DAZE?
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When you came
into the world, she held you in her arms.
You thanked her by wailing like a banshee. |
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When you were
1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long. |
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When you were
2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away when she
called. |
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When you were
3 years old, she made all your meals with love.
You thanked her by tossing your plate on the
floor. |
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When you were
4 years old, she gave you some crayons.
You thanked her by coloring the dining room
table. |
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When you were
5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked her by plopping into the nearest
pile of mud. |
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When you were
6 years old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT
GOING!" |
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When you were
7 years old, she bought you a baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the
next-door-neighbor's window. |
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When you were
8 years old, she handed you an ice cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your
lap. |
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When you were
9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to
practice. |
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When
you were 10 years old, she drove you all day,
from
soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party after
another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and
never looking back. |
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When you were
11 years old, she took you and your friends to the
movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different
row. |
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When you were
12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV
shows.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the
house. |
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THOSE
TEENAGE YEARS
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When you were
13, she suggested a haircut that was becoming.
You thanked her by telling her she had no
taste. |
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When
you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer
camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single
letter. |
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When you were
15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door
locked. |
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When you were
16, she taught you how to drive her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you
could. |
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When you were
17, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all
night. |
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When you were
18, she cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until
dawn. |
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GROWING
OLD AND GRAY
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When you were
19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to
campus, carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the
dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your
friends. |
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When you were
20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone.
You thanked her by saying, "It's none of
your business." |
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When you were
21, she suggested certain careers for your
future.
You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to
be like you." |
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When you were
22, she hugged you at your college graduation.
You thanked her by asking whether she could pay
for a trip to Europe. |
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When you were 23,
she gave you furniture for your first apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends it was
ugly.
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When you were
24, she met your fiancé and asked about your plans
for the future.
You thanked her by glaring and growling, "Muuhh-ther,
please!" |
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When you were
25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried
and told you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway across the
country. |
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When you were
30, she called with some advice on the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, "Things are
different now." |
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When you were
40, she called to remind you of an relative's
birthday.
You thanked her by saying you were "really
busy right now." |
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When you were
50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of
her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden
parents become to their children. |
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And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you
never did came crashing down like thunder.
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"Rock
me baby, rock me all night long."
"The hand who rocks the cradle...may rock the world".
Let us take a moment
of time just to pay tribute/show appreciation to the
person called MOM. Though some may not say it openly to their
mother,
there's no substitute for her. Cherish every single
moment.
At times she may not be the best of friends, may
not agree to your thoughts, but she is still your
mother!
She will be there for you...to listen to your woes, your
braggings, your frustrations, your hopes, dreams, and schemes.
Ask yourself.....have you put aside enough time for her,
to listen to her "blues", her fears, her tiredness?
Be tactful, loving and still show her due respect, though
you may have a different view from hers.
Once gone, only fond memories of the past...and regrets...will be left.
**DON'T
TAKE FOR GRANTED THE THINGS CLOSEST TO YOUR HEART. CLING TO
THEM AS YOU WOULD YOUR LIFE, FOR WITHOUT THEM, LIFE IS
MEANINGLESS* *
Author: Unknown
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